Great(i) 1 God in time past diuersly and many wayes, spake vnto the fathers by Prophetes: 2 but in these last dayes he hath spoken vnto vs by his awne sonne, whom he hath made heyre of all thynges by whom also he made the worlde. 3 Which (sonne) beinge the bryghtnes of his glory, and that very ymage of his substance rulynge all thynges with the worde of hys power, hath by hys awne person pourged oure synnes, and sytteth on the ryght hande of the maiestye on hye: 4 beynge so moch more excellent then the angels, as he hath by inherytaunce obteyned a more excellent name then they. 5 For vnto which of the angels sayde he at eny tyme: Thou art my sonne, thys daye haue I begotten the? And agayne I wyll be hys father, and he shalbe my sonne. 6 And agayne, when he bringeth in the fyrst begotten sonne into the worlde, he sayth. And let all the angels of God worshyppe hym. 7 And vnto the angels he sayth. He maketh hys angels spretes, and hys minystres a flamme of fyre. 8 But vnto the sonne he sayth: Thy seate (O God) shalbe for euer and euer The scepter of thy kyngdome is a ryght scepter. 9 Thou hast loued ryghtewesnes, and hated iniquyte. Wherfore, God, euen thy God hath anoynted the with the oyle of gladnes aboue thy felowes. 10 And thou Lorde in the begynnynge hast layde the foundacyon of the erth. And the heauens are the workes of thy handes. 11 They shall perysshe, but thou endurest, But they all shall wexe olde also as doth a garment: 12 & as a vesture shalt thou chaunge them, & they shalbe chaunged. But thou art euen the same and thy yeres shall not fayle. 13 Unto whych of the angels sayde he at eny tyme: Syt on my ryght hande, tyll I make thyne enemyes thy fote stole? 14 Are they not all minystrynge spretes, that are sent to minyster, for theyr sakes whych shalbe heyres of saluacyon?